Were we not always told by our science teacher, to always ask why? To always questions. Why does water bubble when you heat it? Why does the earth revolve around the sun. Why does the apple fall to the ground? Why is the sum of the two angles of a triangle equal to the external angle of the third angle? Our math teacher had a hard time explaining that corollary!

We were honed to ask the question. No matter how obvious the answer was. What we were not told is when to stop. When you question why did the apple fall, you get gravity. There is a reason why we asked that question. There is a sane answer to it. But when you start applying this scientific inquisitiveness to life, things start to twist.

Why is this happening to me, you may ask? Isn’t it obvious? There is something that you did or did not do. But this is certain, that whining about it is not going to fix anything. As it would in science, questioning something won’t solve your woes in life. Science is easy, you ask why the apple fell and figure out that something is pulling it towards the ground and you get called genius! Not life. Questions usually don’t lead to any answers. In fact, I believe, they lead you away from them. All you need to do, is get your ass up and deal with things.

Most of the times the answer to these questions is – how does it matter? What good does questioning do? You just find out how miserable you have made yourself. And what good has that done to anyone?

Let me ask a question that might actually do some good. Why not just ignore the insignificant shortcomings in life? Why not just be happy with all the awesome things we have? Why do we run behind things that we don’t have and in the process ignore enjoying things that we already have.

Cherish life. Leave the questioning to Einstein!


The number of candles on my cake have increased yet again! And there is no stopping them. This year there were 24 of them. 24!! Can you believe it? All of a sudden I am supposed to do the things that real grownups do. I am supposed to be responsible. I can no longer say, who cares! It’s just too immature. But the fun I had on that day was unprecedented!

I had reached home at 11 in the night from my rural centre. It was more than 5 hours in the Lal Dabba. After dinner, I was forced to take a bath. Who takes a bath at 11.30 in the night? I could smell something cooking. What could it be? At 12, Surprise!!! Everyone was there, my neighbours, my friends… And on the walls were posters, handmade by my fiancée, making a couple of really good points. On my bed was a blanket with the Australian flag on it, again from her, again making a good point.  It felt great to have everyone around you, celebrating your special day with you, letting you know that you really are special.

The next day, I got up to the most amazing gift I had received from my parents, a laptop!!! Oh yeah! I now own my very own personal laptop! My birthday had never been this special, and it had just started. I rate this day very high, that being said considering that I have just had the awesome day in my life just a few months ago.

Jab We Met

It was the end of last year that I had received a phone call. I was asked if it was fine by me to take things to the next level. That do I want to formalize my 6 year old romance? Do I? Did I really want to take that giant leap? Back then, I wasn’t sure. I don’t know why, but it seemed to be a big deal for me. And good for me, I did!

The day was Jan 28, 2010. And what a day it had been. The fact that I was getting engaged had finally sunk in a day before we were to leave for Kunkuri. Relatives had started to come. Packing was at it’s peak. And then finally, we left.

We were received, welcomed and fed and fed and then fed some more. And then it was time. It was one of those rare times when you try to balance apprehension and excitement. Soon I got on the stage, and from the other end, came the most beautiful thing. She looked stunning clad in a gorgeous sari. She was took busy making sure she could walk in that thing, but she did evey now and then look up and smiled at me. I can still remember that smile. It was the most amazing smile I had seen.

Soon we were asked to do a series of things that made no sense whatsoever. And then finally, the rings. She stood there, all smiles, and we exchanged rings! What a feeling! Hundreds of people witnessing this great moment of our relationship!

After that, everything felt so perfect. We had people wish us all through the evening. We stood there beside each other. Sneeking a moment or two, having one of the greatest times of our lives!

Finally, we were engaged. One thing I regret is, in the process I lost my sweet girlfriend!

The II Year

A few months ago, a few friends and I had gone to a medico get-together at AIIMS, Delhi. This was supposed to be the most happening function we have. But most of us had their hearts stuck on their throats. Reason? Quite simple… Results. We had our I Year results dew in a few days. Some of us worried about their marks and rank. The rest about passing. One fine day, the results were out… and all of us passed. We were now in the next level… The II Year.

The classes started soon, and we were to go back to the monotonous schedule of lectures. But there was one change, Clinics. We in second year have 2 hours of Clinics, thats our first experience with live, real, diseased people. It is not much that we do here, but there is a lot to see and learn.

My batch was posted in Gynae Dept last. It was quite an experience. We got to see normal deliveries (You dont want to see one of those). We saw a few operations. Learnt to take history (History is an account of the patient, related to his/her illness under various heads). We saw how the OPDs were run. It was some fun.

By now these things have become a part of my routine. From morning 8 to evening 5, we are quite busy with the classes. But then the time seems to stop. We have very little stuff to do. The place we live in is a small town with almost no recreation, no good places and no good food joints. So we pass time by chatting, playing, chatting, sleeping, chatting…and yes, sometimes.. studying. We have a lot of free time in the II year than in Ist. It is a lot less stressful and much more fun!

The Accident

Nasty day yesterday. I was on my way to the hostel to get my stuff. I was getting a little late for college. A tractor poped up in front of me. I breaked, and skidded. I had one bad fall. Head down I skidded on the rough road. My left hand was wrecked. And I mustnt talk about my bike. The headlight broke, gears broke, leg guard bent, mud guard wrecked and scratches everywhere. My friends were on there way to the college and were there to help me. I was taken to the emergancy and had my dressing done and X-ray taken. I was lucky not to have had any bony injury.

I seem to be healing well today, allthough the TT injection still hurts. The worst part was every single person I see asks me, ‘What happend?’. And all I can say is, I fell. Then there are more questions that I hate to answer. How did it happen?, Where did you fall?, Is there a fracture? and then they would end up making fun of me.

Over all, it was quite an experience. Not a happy one, but something to remember.


Hi, I am Ashwini Kalantri. I stay in a small town of Sevagram. I am currently attending a Medical School. I am in my second year. I have lived almost my entire life here in Sevagram. I was born here. Went to the school here. College here. And now I have joined my graduation here. I have already lived for about 20 years here and will have to stay for atleast another few years.

I love my computer. I really spend all my free time here. Its simply wonderful how a small device can open a whole new world for you. I dont enjoy reading much, but I adore the Harry Potter books. Great story, great plot and it has kept me waiting for the next book. Apart from that I live listening to music. Usually good lyrics turn me on. Movies, I am a huge fan. I simply love movies… all of them.

My father is a doctor at the same institute I study. My mother in a database administrator. My sister is studing in class 11.